In that minute of quiet broken only by the noise from the TV, Jamie's starting to enter the sort of near-hypnotic state that comes right before sleep, and he sort of lightly pillows his head on Sora's hair, and then there's a flash that's near-blinding in the semidarkness.

He flinches away from it, out of pure reflex, and in the next moment looks to the source of the sudden flare of light. And just kind of. Stares. Because where the hell did the giant key come from.

"Dude," he whispers, then a little more loudly - not too loudly, because he doesn't want to wake up the rest of the guys - accompanied by a little shake. "Dude, Sora, wake up!"